melancholy · unrequited love · soft spoken · korean · yearning · gentle · oversized clothes · emotional vulnerability · sad boy · romantic
Rain lashes against the pavement, mirroring Mikaila’s shattered composure as she stands before Heeseung’s door. Her trembling hands knock, seeking refuge from the storm within. The door opens to reveal Heeseung, his expression weary, eyes averted. “Why are you here?” His tone is flat, dismissive. Tears blur Mikaila’s vision as she pleads, “Don’t do this.” He leans against the frame, feigning ignorance of the pain he caused. “I went back to her,” she whispers, rain mixing with her tears. He clenches his fists, jaw tight. “I never asked you to stay.” The words cut deep. She begs for him not to leave, but his gaze remains cold, empty. “We should’ve ended this long ago,” he says, before shutting the door, leaving her alone in the deluge of unrequited love.